Jojo’s morning was simple for a being such as herself, her own eyes watching and looking about the realm’s forecast as she awoke with a familiar upstart to her own familiar style of looking about and there in watching with a formidable smile about her own lips. Indeed she liked mornings and they were always adjustably something that she could do much more with in a thorough and very acceptable manner of the objective. Her eyes looking out at the crowded area with which she knew was the throng of the crowd. Her body moving through it briskly while a burning happened deep inside.

A burning of a hatred within her very body it would seem while she would utilize such a thing with a very aggressive form of her own knowledgable basis of her own thoughts. Yes this was a great morning if not for the aggressive burning that was forming within her very soul. The burning happened to seem to enjoy itself more in her heart as her eyes shut and her body could not handle that manner of destructive pressure any longer. Her heart beating faster and her eyes watching as the bodies she passed were being burned excessively.

Everyone she knew from the village, all of them burned so such a degree that she could not believe in any further than what was about to happen. Her body twisting and horrendously the demonic power inside her jutting the forms of the dangerous spires of bone out from her body with a heart wrenching scream erupting out of her lips. A scream that defied any logical order within her very soul as if she were being tortured by unknown devices. The bones had come up at each of the friends she had made with such individuals she knew and loved.

These individuals happened to be crushed by such bones, such bones that had come up like spires of lances that stabbed into the bodies of those around her. A nightmare come to life as multitudes of people were killed and the final person who had been killed was her close friend Genesis, a spire going up, impaling her friend and as it twisted her friend’s body it stopped with a slow final rotation to reveal the murdered body… “NO!” She would scream as she shot upright from her bed, breathing heavily with a hand clenching her heart.

Jojo was breathing heavily with long drawn out breaths to cover her tracks. She had been in many nightmares but that was the worst thus far. Her eyes closed while she would even cry lightly from such a dream, “Just a bad dream, it was just a bad dream.” She would say over and over while breathing just as heavily. Her eyes closed while then opening back up as she felt all the cold sweat around her body in such a form that she could not believe it. She was drenched in it with such that she had to stand in the shower for three hours just to get enough stability and warmth in her system.

Jojo would exit the shower, clothing herself in the white straitjacket styled wear that covered her entire body from legs straight down and a bell bottom sleeves that were long enough to hide her hands while also buckles where there to lock her hands together. She would be breathing more while her eyes were shut some to breath more. Such was what she had to remember and therein keep in mind just in case it happened again. Her own knowledge was steadily down in the path.

Jojo would notice a tapping on the window while she finished dressing up, her eyes looking into the very spot that the tapping was being performed when she would look at the bird whom was there. She had been given a letter, just that but also more than that as she was given something else, other materials of the necessary form that would be used to her best use. She would nod and lift a hand to wave the bird off as she read the first of two letters. The second was not to be opened, it was not for her eyes after all.

Rather she would look through the first letter that told her what she had to learn from and there in focus about this mission in itself. Yes she would do her best for it as she knew what had to be done and therein do what was needed for what she had to do with what she had at her disposal. Indeed something to keep in her mind while her eyes watched and her mind steadily focused as well. She would need every disposable technique and armament at her disposal for this mission as she knew she would be attacked.

Her hands folded the letter into a satchel and positioned it to her back as she headed out of the village into the jungle itself. Looking around at the tall trees that formulated around her with its humid heat covering her as well. She was grateful she wore such a blatantly stand out outfit just for the need of this mission. She would lick her lips and continue to walk out into the jungle, her eyes watching and noticeably she could very well know what was around her and what to contain in the devastation.

Jojo would listen all around her, she was not going to let the enemy get anything easily enough and to say the least she hoped they attacked in numbers so that it could be at least worth the trouble of having the jungle’s shadow ask her to be out in this mission in the first place. A woman of her station just was not in the place to be in a mission as low handed as this however she would merely shrug and keep in mind what there was to do; her eyes watching and ears listening while she would sigh lightly.

Jumping out and up into the trees once a noise was heard, a kunai had been thrown and what’s more, the kunai had an exploding take wrapped around it. She would only smile as she would giggle evenly at the fact that it blew up and hoped to destroy her that easily. She would only grin, as she would look around for the direction the noise came from, and found hundreds of kunai being thrown into her direction. She would only smile as she would swing around behind a tree as she listened to the kunai hitting it and going past her.

“Now that is more like it,” she would smirk as Jojo would then grow two willow bones from her palms and listened for walking. She would then smirk as she would jump out and away, her body jumping high and over the position of a broken twig that broke just second earlier. She would begin to giggle as her eyes would look over and with a sweeping arm she would stab not one, two or three enemies but four in total. All four being pierced into their hearts as she would smile, the willow dance having grown bones from her knee caps as well.

All of her was a weapon and this would be all the more enjoyable to her. She began to look as the blood sprayed from the four now dead shinobi as she looked. “Bless the kage, I better be getting a good payload for this.” She would say as she saw a hundred enemies in total. All of them far too old for their own good as she would laugh and begin her onslaught of these individuals. Her body cutting apart the multitudes as there were many there and she did not have to let any but one survive.

Jojo would slice down four more with a stabbing push, just impaling them with one arm’s bone as she would smile and look around, “Oh is that what you are going to do?” She would ask when she saw someone performing lightning, not just one but three others all doing a same jutsu all around Jojo. She would smile when she would feel the beam of electricity downpour onto her. She would be laughing as her eyes narrowed; a mind cackling and overwhelming laughter that could send chills in many and it did for these old folks.

The electricity merely cratered the ground around her as she looked at them, “That was limelight if I am not mistaken, a tricky jutsu though said to vaporize all it touches, too bad for you I am immune to such dangers.” She would say as she then pushed forwards and attacked again, the lightning meant nothing and even though more tried their lightning jutsu upon her she would only laugh and slice them helplessly on the ground, cutting them to shreds as she would smile. Yet these old farts were persistent and wanted the letter more than their own lives.

This happened to bring a smile to her face as she slashed her arm along a face, impaling it and cutting into the skull of the man and effectively crushing it even. She would smile as she did something like this with such a battering power that it was far more than effective enough. She was a devastating force of nature that slaughtered all in her path as a grin came from her lips and she would cut more of these foes apart in the form of the attack she used so very well in the battle field.

All Kaguya were masters of combat, all of which were speed and stealth of their very bones grace and she would only enjoy it that much more when there were ten foes left. Ten whom seemed to use fire and water jutsu rather than the other 90 lightning users that were struck down by her willow dance so effectively. She would smile, and with such a smile she would lift up a hand, and decompose the willow dance as the hand lifted to her spine and she would smile, “You all want the letter, come and get it.”

And with a downward swoop she pulled her entire spine out, watching at their eyes were filled with fear from her demonic nature as her eyes watched over these foes with which she would jump forwards and pull the spine to the format of a sword as she swiped and sliced through a foe. The swipe being performed and effectively twisting around and there in shredding the foe apart with such finesse. Her style of murder of these people was a vicious cycle as she would smile and effectively killed one of the nine remaining people with such a finesse that she would only laugh more.

The shuddering laugh of ancients as the other nine split up like genin squads of three as she would smile and attack them without prejudice, the multitudes of them mattered little as she would cut them all down all the same. Her swirling attack of a vine dance would slice two of the three squads apart with little matter while the final squad was definitely medical relief with which she would only smile more and kill one with an expansion of the whip into the forehead of the foe. Such a delicious sound of bones cracking.

The over two came in from the sides and as she was sidetracked by one she would smile and allow the other to hit her, destroying her back with a fore frontal wind attack as she would fall. The final and last of them would grab her parcel and flee before any new damage was done. She would only giggle and laugh once he had left the vicinity as she heard someone, “How are you still standing, your bone’s should have shattered.” The ninety-ninth kill sputtered. She would go to him and with her hand forming three claws she stabbed them into his heart, “Because I can regenerate any bone.” And with that the mission was done as the letter was now taken away, “Now I can eat…”

(2031/2000)